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Harry

When I get home I take my shoes off and take a quick shower changing into some sweats and no shirt.
Today was so bad. Everyone is starting to be nice that's good. But Louis just hates my guts. And the stuff people are saying on twitter are so bad.

Go kill yourself one direction was better without you!

You probably suck at singing you should just die.

Now I can't go to the concerts anymore thanks for ruining it!

God I just wish I good take the pain away but I told my self I had to stop. It just feels so good. I know I can't do it, it's not good, I shouldn't but.
One time only once I'll do it.
I walk into my bathroom looking for my razor. I find it in a little bag. Finally.
I press it against my wrist not too hard it's doesn't take a lot.
Right when I feel it go into my skin I let breathe of relief. I look at my wrist as I watch the dark blood ooze out and run down my tan skin. I do a few more, I don't feel them anymore. I feel numb.
I decide to clean up letting the water turn pink in the sink as I rinse my wrist.
I then dry it wincing because it stings.
I put on a few bracelets so no one can see and leave the bathroom.
I decided I need to clean up.
So I clean the house spotless I've always been a clean person but for some reason my house didn't feel clean.
I have three guest rooms, my own room, and living room, kitchen, dining room, game room in the basement, and 2 bathrooms.
Yea it's a little big for just me but I want a family one day.

I make myself some pasta and homemade sauce. And sit down to do some school work. I really need to catch up with it so it's good I have a few days off.
I just can't concentrate knowing they all hates my guts.
I shut my computer and put my bowl away and clean up dinner.
I put on some tv and go through my phone.
I check my texts and my best friend texted me.
Braydon: hey mate we miss you! I hope everything is going well. Are the guys nice?
Me: hey Braydon miss you too! The guys are nice well most of them. You should come over tomorrow I have the day off for a few days.
Braydon: Yea sure what time?
Me: 1:30?
Braydon: alright I'll be there.

Finally I can hangout with someone that likes me.
Braydon is my best friend he has been by my side since day one. He's helped me through so many things especially my self harm it's good to know there are people that care.

I yawn realizing that I'm tired and should probably sleep soon.
I get up turn off all the lights and get ready for bed.
I slip into my sheets and fall asleep.

Sorry this was short:((

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